Post by Chelsea Princeton on Jan 19, 2009 14:10:40 GMT -8
* CHELSEA NATALIE PRINCETON !
* who i am
NAME: chelsea natalie princeton
AGE: 13
OCCUPATION: actress/model
ETHNICITY: Caucasian
CELEB: Georgie Henley
* outs
HAIR: light light brown
EYES: green
HEIGHT: 5'3
GENERAL APPERANCE:
Chelsea stands around 5'3 and weighs 100 lbs. She has greyish greenish eyes. Her hair stops at about the middle of her chest. She has long legs so she can run as fast as she can. She has straight light light brown hair that she loves to mess with. Usually when she smiles, her pearly whites show. When you see her, she almost always wears a marble necklace she made herself.
* wha
[/i]t i[/i]ve beco[/color][/i]me[/i][/center][/size][/font][/b]LIKES:
+ animals
+ her family
+ hanging out with friends
+ acting & modeling
+ sports
+ rock
+ country
+ staying out late
+ singing
+ spending time with her big brother
+ hockey
+ shopping
+ skiing & snowboarding
+ fishing
+ mini golf
+ amusement parks
+ horseback riding
+ skateboarding
DISLIKES:
- the paparazzi
- being dumped
- drugs
- funerals
- hurt animals or people
- backstabbers
- criminals
FEARS:
- dying
- her relationship with her family just drifts away
- spiders
- losing a loved one
- getting into drugs or alcohol
GOALS: Getting married and having a small family
PERSONALITY: Chelsea is a really sweet girl once you get to know her. She's a caring person and would help anyone out. She's as helpful as she can be. She truly is a sports fan, whenever you see her dad at a sports game she'll be there too. She usually tells the truth, but not all the time and when she lies you don't even know she's lying. When someone calls her names, she starts a fight. She doesn't stop the fight unless someone breaks up the fight, or the other person surrenders.
Chelsea can make herself cry if she has to, but she only makes herself cry in movies. She's very creative, she can make a boring white shirt sparkle with gems and designs of her own. She sometimes makes her own clothes. She's not a regular girly girl though, she loves sports and isn't afraid to break a nail or get filth on her.
Like I said, she loves sports, she loves to watch sports games, but she also loves participating in sports. When she's angry, she screams and shouts and throws things around. When she's sad she'll sit in a corner or by a window cill and cry. She's not a spoiled brat, she doesn't get everything she wants. She'll ask her parents one time if she can get something, if they say no than she won't ask again because she means no means no and that's final. She doesn't give up on something, even if it's very frustrating, she'll try and work with it anyway.
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[/i] a little closer[/center][/size][/font][/b]PARENTS:
father: Ray, 45, actor
mother: Francine, 46, model
SIBLINGS: Twin brother: Darren, 13, 8th grader
Older brother: Jansen, 16, 11th grader
OTHER RELATIVES: n/a
AUTOBIOGRAPHY:
My twin brother and I were born on August 3rd. I was born sixteen minutes before my twin brother Darren. When I first opened my eyes I saw my mother and father looking at me with smiles on their faces. When my parents brought my twin brother and me home, my older brother Jansen was jealous. The first few weeks living at home were chaotic. I cried non-stop, but Darren rarely cried at all.
My father took my brothers and I to a baseball game. Darren and I were three when we went to our first baseball game. When I was six, I start horseback riding and played street hockey. Whenever it snowed in the mountains we went skiing and snowboarding. I started skateboarding with Jansen, but Darren was too much of a wimp. Jansen taught me how to skateboard at the age of four. When I was six, I started acting because my father was an actor and knew many directors and producers.
A year later, mom got me into modeling. My first time modeling was fantastic, but Darren and Jansen thought I was crazy. Usually whenever I spent time with my dad, we were either fishing, playing miniture golf, or at a ball game. My dad loves to go fishing with me, we always spend time by a near lake or river. When I was nine, I had my first boyfriend. We went out for a year, but then he broke up with me because he didn't really think I was pretty enough for him. Then when I was eleven I went out with another guy and we went out for three months. He broke up with me because he told me that I was too much of a girly tom boy.
Now I'm here and waiting to see what this year unfolds.
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[/i]t i can do[/i][/center][/size][/font][/b]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
I got this off of Everybody Lies: Dillon was tired of being in the hospital and not having any entertainment. "Mom, can you get my game boy?" Dillon asked. "Of course honey," Mrs. Hillard kissed Dillon on the forehead and left to get his game boy. "Hey bro," a blond-haired girl looked at Dillon with a big smile, she was wearing a purple dress. The girl looked about seven or eight. "Hey Jasmine," Dillon smiled back. "How's your arm?" she asked. "It's ok." Dillon thought this hospital was boring. "How was school?" Dillon asked, but it was a Saturday. Why did he ask the question if it was a Saturday? "Dillon, it's Saturday. We don't have school on Saturdays. Are you ok?" Jasmine, Dillon's little sister was very confused. "Saturday, right, sorry. I thought it was Wednesday," Dillon shook his head.
Forty-five minutes later, Dillon's mom came back into the hospital and into Dillon's room. Mrs. Hillard handed Dillon his game boy. "Mom, Dillon thought it was Wednesdays, I'm confused," little Jasmine was scared for her brother. Dillon was playing on his game boy with one hand which wasn't really hard for him to do. Dillon didn't look at his sister anymore or his mother, he was too busy playing his game boy. As hours flew by Dillon fell asleep with the game boy in his hand and his sister fell asleep in one of the chairs. Dillon's mother kissed Dillon on the forehead, then kissed her daughter on the forehead then sat down in another chair.
Forty-five minutes later, Dillon's mom came back into the hospital and into Dillon's room. Mrs. Hillard handed Dillon his game boy. "Mom, Dillon thought it was Wednesdays, I'm confused," little Jasmine was scared for her brother. Dillon was playing on his game boy with one hand which wasn't really hard for him to do. Dillon didn't look at his sister anymore or his mother, he was too busy playing his game boy. As hours flew by Dillon fell asleep with the game boy in his hand and his sister fell asleep in one of the chairs. Dillon's mother kissed Dillon on the forehead, then kissed her daughter on the forehead then sat down in another chair.
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[/i] real me[/i][/center][/size][/font][/b]NAME: Jessica
AGE: 14
EXPERIENCE: 2 or 3 years
ANYTHING ELSE: I don't think so
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